Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

"What floated past?"

A vicissitudes of life came from the door, and the two whispering people stopped, turned their heads in unison, and saw Professor Hirota holding a thermos cup and walking into the classroom with a smile.

Miyano Akimi laughed dryly and changed the subject.

After the class resumed, Shiraishi turned on the light screen.

The scene on the initial interface has indeed become a classroom. Next to the stickman representing Shiraishi, there is a stickman with a few strands of long hair sitting side by side with a bubble exclamation mark above his head.

There are still many people around, so it is not a good time to accept hidden missions. But Shiraishi hasn't figured out the quest mechanism, and he doesn't know if he doesn't accept it now, and it will refresh in a while.

And from the last experience, even if he entered the virtual world, in the eyes of others, he just "slept in a nap".

Besides, there is a precedent next to her - Ayako Suzuki is naturally squinting. Shiraishi has never seen her open her eyes. Professor Hirota has never asked her whether she is sleeping or listening to a class. If she wants to come to the professor, she doesn't pay much attention to this question. …

Thinking of this, Shiraishi secretly pokes on the light screen.

The bubble slowly enlarged into a task box.

The above task is not to liberate the wandering soul, but:

【Discover the truth of the haunted house】

【Limited time 55:59:59】

[Mission location: Sugiie House, 4-chome, Mihua Town [Navigation]]

For more than two days, the time was surprisingly loose.

Shiraishi relaxed and leaned back in his chair, planning to go to the library first.

Since this incident has caused a small-scale public opinion, it should leave traces in the newspapers. After all, it is a suspected haunted place. First, you can grasp as many clues as possible, and then go to investigate.

After class, Shiraishi threw the books and materials into the research room and went straight to the town library.

Halfway through, the bus passed a police car. Shiraishi looked back at the police car that was far away, and turned on the light screen to take a look. He didn't see any new tasks, so he didn't mind his own business.

The library is a little far from the city. When Shiraishi arrived, it was already dark and it was about to close.

He walked quickly into the door, frowning from the strong cold air.

When he went upstairs, Shiraishi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of heat into his palm. The curator was too generous. Does the town have any electricity support plan for the library?

Let's go check it out early...

Shiraishi came to the area where the expired newspapers were stored, and after looking through the newspapers from five years ago, he successfully found several reports related to the Sugijiang House.

He obtained a close-up photo of the bungalow, a photo of the male host's corpse lying on the ground covered in blood, and a newspaper documenting the male host's life—it seems to be a little-known artist.

After copying the required documents, Shiraishi walked into the elevator, and with him, there were four people standing in the elevator at this time.

When the door was about to close, a sturdy elementary school student rushed to the elevator entrance, blocking the elevator door, and then he shouted back: "Come on, we'll catch up!"

Shiraishi lowered his eyes and saw four children. Of the four, he had never seen three of them.

But the elementary school student named E... Togawa who was wearing glasses at the end left a deep impression on him.

...why is there Conan here?

Conan entered the elevator, looked up to see Shiraishi, was slightly startled, nodded and greeted him.

What happened last time at Yoko Okino's house made Conan very alert to Shiraishi. After returning home, he immediately asked Dr. Akasa to help investigate Shiraishi, but no results have been released yet.

But Conan thought that, judging from the fact that he was still alive, Shiraishi should have nothing to do with the organization that made him smaller, or at least didn't recognize him.

Just thinking about it, Conan suddenly heard a "beep" in his ear, and the elevator was overloaded.

Looking at the words "Capacity 7, Load 450kg" posted on the wall of the elevator, Kojima Moto touched the back of his head suspiciously, and started counting: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... Obviously there are exactly seven people!"

"You forgot to count yourself." Conan glanced at him speechlessly, and took the initiative to walk out of the elevator, "Let's take the stairs, it's only one floor."

"Okay..." The other three children followed reluctantly, and the elevator became quiet again.

The elevator door slowly closed, and Shiraishi stood in the elevator and found that the children did not go downstairs, but went up.

The elevator went down quickly, and Shiraishi looked at the changing number of floors at the top, and he always felt that the scene just now had some impression on him.

Libraries, elevators, overloading…

Plus Conan.

Several key words were gradually put together. When the elevator stopped on the first floor, a case suddenly appeared in Bai Shi's mind.

There was a buzzing sound in his head, and a cold sweat broke out. He almost couldn't help but want to look up, but in the end, he still looked straight ahead and walked out the door with a calm expression.

...There are 7 people, and 8 people came up just now. At first glance, it is indeed overloaded.

But in fact, it is not the number of people who are overloaded, but the weight of all the objects in the elevator. Of the eight people just now, four were elementary school students. Logically speaking, they are not overweight.

The overload alarm goes off because there's actually a passenger in the elevator—it's lying on top of the elevator.

He actually stood under the corpse for nearly a minute... Shiraishi felt a shock in his heart.

The presence of the cold air around him suddenly became stronger, but it was different when he followed the door. At this time, Shiraishi already understood why the curator had to turn on the air conditioner so much.

There were still a few employees on the first floor of the library, among whom I didn't know if there were any associates of the curator. Shiraishi calmed down and left the library as if nothing happened.

Walking out of a street, he turned another corner, and until he could no longer see the library when he turned back, Shiraishi stopped and turned on the light screen.

Two tasks have been refreshed in the taskbar:

[Save the bear child who will be killed x4]

[Let the Yutian Lu people who were exuberantly curious and tragically silenced rest in peace]

...The hapless passerby A doesn't seem to be in the rescue range. Shiraishi sighed, put his palms together in silence for 0.2 seconds, and turned into a hidden alley on the side of the road.

He remembered the case.

—Librarian Jin Chuan, a drug dealer. Yutian Luren, a staff member of the museum, discovered this secret by accident and was killed.

In drug trafficking, there is often not only one person who does it alone. Although this world may be special, in a word, in order to avoid retaliation by potential accomplices, Shiraishi does not intend to let the main body intervene.

It's time to put your newly acquired vest to use.